Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

When Mo Xiaobei drove here, Zhang Hua, Zhang Boyan's secretary, was already waiting outside the door of "night".

When she got off the bus, she wore a wool printed skirt, which was 10 cm above her knees, covered with a navy blue windbreaker, and her long hair was tied into a horsetail at will, which was very beautiful.

Different from Mo Nansheng's brilliance, Mo Xiaobei looks like an elf. It's ugly. It's a living Leprechaun... All the men in H city want to touch it, but they only dare to think about it.

Looking at her getting off the bus, Zhang Hua greeted her. "Miss Mo, Mr. Zhang has been waiting for a while."

Zhang Boyan?

Mo Xiaobei slowly threw up the door and looked at Zhang Hua for a few seconds. He still walked into the "night" lobby with him.

Zhang Hua walked in front and opened the door for her.

The heavy and gorgeous wooden door opened. Mo Xiaobei stood at the door and looked at the room.

Zhang Hua nodded and retreated. The door closed behind him. In the box, it was dark again.

Mo Xiaobei adapted to the light and naturally saw the scene in the box.

Tang Yao and Zhang Boyan are sitting together. There is a woman beside Tang Yao, but Zhang Boyan is clean. She is not a fool. Tang Yao dug a pit for her to jump.

Mo Xiaobei sneered, took off his coat, wrote directly to Tang Yao in the eyes of the people, and regardless of the women around him, directly sat on his legs and wrapped his slender arms around his neck, "brother Yao, miss me?"

Tang Yao sighed in his heart that Xiao Bei was going to kill him!

Reaching out to take her off, Mo Xiaobei still hugged him, her face buried in his neck and lowered her voice, "Tang Yao, you dare to pit me, believe it or not, I'll pull you to die together!"

Her voice was low, like a warm murmur, but only Tang Yao knew that she was gnashing her teeth.

As she sat, Tang Yao lowered his voice, "Xiao Bei, I can't help the Mo family. Now, only Zhang Boyan has this face!"

Tang Yao paused for a moment and continued: "Mo Nansheng has come, and Zhang Boyan hasn't seen her."

Mo Xiaobei was stunned.

Tang Yao bent his head and stuck it in her ear, "Xiao Bei, I can only help this step."

He straightened himself, and it was up to her to decide whether to continue fooling around or sacrifice herself.

In the dark box, Mo Xiaobei's body was stiff. She was still sitting in the arms of Tang Yao's brother, but her blood was almost frozen.

Ask Zhang Boyan, what do you ask for?

Her body?

When she was in a trance, Tang Yao had taken her off and smiled faintly at Zhang Boyan, "Xiao Bei is not sensible. I'll give Zhang a toast."

At this moment, he no longer called Boyan.

Zhang Boyan hasn't made a sound since Mo Xiaobei came in.

Knowing that Mo Xiaobei had annoyed him, Tang Yao took a glass of liquor on the table and drank it raw.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned. She knew Tang Yao had a bad stomach and couldn't drink such liquor. She instinctively stretched out her hand to stop it, but Tang Yao stopped her and drank it all at once.

The box was silent, and then there was applause: "Mr. Tang is cheerful."

But Zhang Boyan was still unmoved. He just smiled and leaned gently behind the sofa.

His appearance is warm and gentle. However, in the celebrity circle of H City, everyone knows that Zhang Boyan is a difficult person to serve. He is easy not to get angry, but when he gets angry, he can't be easily appeased.